Page 143 of Stains of Desire
Louis glares. "Jonas and Evandro are first. Then the prime minister. The president gets it last."
I rise. "I want half the money in my account now and half when I finish."
"Fine. Gustave will take care of it."
Gustave nods.
To Louis, I'm just a low man on the totem pole. I'm sure I'd have a mark on my head the moment I killed the president if that was what I was doing.
To piss Louis off, I pick up a glass and pour a finger of Scotch. I down it and slam it on the table.
"Let's go, Gustave. I'll give you a list of equipment I need on the flight to Belize."
"We'll stop in Venezuela to get what you need. I've got a meeting with Santiago there."
"Good. Let's go." I move toward the door, ready to be out of the building and away from this entire situation. What Gustave has on tape could land me in a dungeon, never to be seen again.
"Axel," Louis growls.
I turn. "What?"
"Make it extra painful for Jonas and his little thug brother."
My stomach flips. "Why?"
"Just for fun. Extra ten million if you can record it for me."
